Requiem Requiem

I have really bad anxiety

About finishing my work

Though even more so

About what to do after

Which is why I started

Choosing impossible tasks

To do, not to finish, rather

Give Me something to do

‘Til I’m used up & finished

Which brings me to this

My current predicament

That I keep completing

These impossible tasks

With imaginary ends

Somehow becoming real

Which is a real pain when

Your accomplishments

Are just distractions

When the main attraction

Happens after your last breath

I think it might finally B Time 2

Bring an end 2 this like it’s my

Requiem Requiem


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